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A Special Look

Water comes through the screen
The cool breeze refreshes
Washing away the scene
Blowing away all the messes
Chilling the warm thick air
Cleansing the dust away
Blowing without a care
Making room for today
And what does it hold
Is it the rain or shine to come?
Talking away the old
Bringing forth the young
Coffee in her ceramic cup
Steam rising from within
Drinking until she’s full up
Changing her frown to a grin
The rain outside slowing
The cars rush the morning
The moon in the sky not glowing
School buses without warning
Tires in the puddles splash
Thunder rolling on the gulf
Lightning in the back ground, crash!
All is still but a pulse
Will she awake with grace?
Step out and smile
See the sleep on her face
She’s traveled a long, long mile
The pain shows her age
Time she may not have any
She’s trying to turn the page
But there are just too many

There is a beam of light
Something she never thought
Shinning so bright
A love that could not be bought
A man once came her way
Smiled and shared a book
He’s still here today
Giving her that special look

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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